Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
I've been lookin' for this girl who kinda curvy
And the right amount of perky
And I know she off the perkys I can tell
Half black
Jean Grey, she know that I want her
So I do like Cyclops and keep one eye on her
Dip after I cut, that's salt in the wound
Last night always seems
all the time, any place, anywhere
Y'all niggas could get it
Act like y'all don't know
In a world that's ice cold, blacks die slowly
Cats snatch
keep it on, don't never take my jacket off cuz my shit be gone
What are you, lost your mind?
It took my time to cut these dimes
So I could dump drug
the crowds
Black Jesus
From walkin' on waters to walkin' on beats
We use the pen to help build our mystique
Ain't gotta pretend when you keep it low-key, then
about me and you right now
Word
Just take off your shirt
cause I want to massage your back and your shoulders
My little Buttercup,
again she would bring me bud
And let me beat it up, listenin to "One Love"
Off some jerk chicken, I got mo' bitches
Now I'm fuckin her sister it's gettin
yeah boy I'm moving fast
See I was taught by, and I was taught I
Better move on something fast if I thought I
Could claim a dame, or game her brain
Bongo by the way
Oh, I
You keep that to yourself
Oh, I
You don't trust no one else
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Met her backstage
with yo life? (yo, life)
Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes)
Fuck-fuck with-with me-me boy
Cut off your hands and your
a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with
that's overflowing with swag!
And keeps his women all draped in new louis vuitton bags!
With Louis Vuitton pumps, look at her walk to 'em,
I like open
the laws of the pack, from the black hand side, even though a heat mizer, I'm all the way live
tell the women and children, it's fire in the building,
this industry shit
Send a sh and I pay for the shit
I go in your shit, make you pay for that lip (keep goin')
Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed
himself that we're next up
So gone keep yo head up
Even when you're fed up
Aye, look baby mama trippin' been a week since I kissed her
Shawty still trippin
tell
Don't need no lil baby I been thugging bitch I'm player
Keep your heart I want yo head I'm living on the edge
I told bro don't call my phone no more
cash
Rolling and geeking
She off of the grass yeah
Don't put her on blast
She ant with up all cameras and flash
Fuck all these niggas
I swear they be mad
jaw)
The chopper can hit all of y'all (straight up)
Your brother, your goldfish and dog (all)
Most of my niggas just rob (wow)
They cut off and hand
No Face No Name!
Bl- Bl- Black $heep Gang
Bl- Bl- Black $heep Gang
We blowin' OG, nah bitch, you can't hold me
Got yo bitch screamin' when we
(lynch):
Feel my nature rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in your back seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and circumstances make you take them
hating the fact
I be smoking on the weed to relax
Love her body cause she keep it intact
Now I'm sneaking in the key on the mat
You'll be mine by the end
sent to me
Not coincidentally intentionally cause mentally I represent the key
But it's a double-edged sword see
Tryin to be godly is hard
Especially in
the seller
She on the way now
I need her face down
Gripping her waist putting dick in her pelvis
She get the straight pound
Law, I'ma lay down
Tied her hands
keep 'em out of our relationship
That time I told you I hate you, I was just talkin', promise I didn't mean it
I blame your friends, you blame my
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